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There was a quote on that Harlan poster: “I am a blatant elitist. Five or ten percent of the population move society forward and the rest are drones. Anyone who can’t see that is a damned fool.”

Harlan was a pissed off young man, then an angry middle aged man, and probably an ornery old man. He was also an astounding writer, and a major inspiration to me in my career and life.

I think I was dickish to him as a way of joining in his merry dance of aggressive energy and constant scorn. But instead of spotting a kindred soul, he simply didn’t much like me.

But I loved him like crazy. And I take back all the dickishness.

Ty the Guy OUT!

There’s so, so many great Harlan short stories and screenplays. Of course there’s CITY ON THE EDGE OF FOREVER, and there’s REPENT HARLEQUIN, SAID THE TICK-TOCK MAN, and there’s DEMON WITH A GLASS HAND, and SOLDIER, and every single essay he wrote for Fantasy and Science Fiction Magazine.

But if I had to bring it down to one story, it’s JEFTY IS FIVE. This is a heartwrenching fantasy story that I’ve only ever found in one place: This issue of F&SF–

I can’t exactly tell you guys to run out and get a copy of a forty year old magazine, long out of print.

But run out and get a copy of something. Star Trek, the Outer Limits, hell, even BOY and his DOG. Something with Harlan’s name on it that he didn’t sue the publisher or producer. (He did that a lot…but he was always right.)

I have a pile of Ellison books on my shelf I recently found in a used bookstore, and since I’ve known Harlan was ill, I’ve avoided reading them, as I didn’t want to be in the middle of one when he passed away.

I’ll be reading them now. I’ll be reading Harlan Ellison for the rest of my life.

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For the last Bun Toon, another tribute to a lost legend, click the cat above.

We had a blackout on the weekend, and I couldn’t get this Bun Toon up on Free Comic Book Day as I had planned….and then the blackout fried my computer, and I couldn’t get to the password that allowed me to post on my blog.

Oy, such a mess.

So here’s the Bun Toon. Half a week too late to be topical. But seriously, what’s happened in the last few days worth talking about?

FCBD is our version of Christmas, only we get to do ALL the giving…hoo-hah!

I don’t know about you folks, but even four days later, I haven’t finished all the fantastic FCBD issues I picked up! (I had a special deal where I got one of each, and that’s about thirty or forty issues to dig through).

Personal faves so far:

This was ridiculously charming.

Didn’t love the cover, as I didn’t realize this was Vaughan and Martin for a while (hard to read their credits). When I finally opened the book, I was BLOWN AWAY by everything in this.

Yup. Patton Oswalt, Dan Harmon and the best WORLD’S FINEST story evah.

My buddies Dan and Fernando always bring their best for their Grown-Up-Wendy-the-Witch-with-Boobies parody.

More of the ridiculously charming (Cats, with a dog secret identity?!?) from the ridiculous and charming Ian Boothby and Nina Matsumoto.

The perfect translation of the series into comic form. What’s not to adore?

Haven’t been around for a few weeks….I had a crippling deadline with a Moon Knight project that kicked my white Canadian butt for a couple of weeks, and I literally didn’t have the five spare minutes it would have taken to scribble a rabbit. Then I was in Indianapolis for a convention. Then I was recovering from a brief con-flu.

What I’m saying is that I’m still here.

I still love.

I still bunny.

But I am human, after all.

(Well, more lagomorph than human, technically, but you know what I meant).

On with the silly rabbit.

I walk for exercise nowadays, and one of the routes I often take walks me straight through the parking lot of a KFC down the street from my house.

I look forward to April 15th SO much every year.

Ty the Guy OUT!

KFC looms large in my legend, and I have Bun Tooned about the Colonel a few times.

Don’t get me started about the family history of this story. My brother claims I’ve stolen one of his memories, I claim the same. Someday it will all end up in court.

Mr. Sanders (he wasn’t really a colonel) has become quite the comic book icon of late…